Hearing the words of the Fairy Lu Han, He Xinyao's elder brother He Chenghuan also nodded yes at first, but then asked a little strangely: "I also think Senior Brother Xue is superior, but Senior Sister, do you know why the two of them suddenly decided to engage in this sword fight? ”

And Li Baoshan, who was standing beside the Fairy Luo Han and gently holding his jade hand, said with a wicked smile: "The two of them naturally won't have any contradictions, but the reason for this is actually very simple, with Senior Brother Xue's current strength, I'm afraid that unless you go to the Divine Transformation Cultivator to learn, it will be difficult to find an opponent, and the only people in the Yuanying realm who can fight him are probably only Fan Hai and Senior Sister Duan of the Demon Clan." ”

Seeing this, the cold fairy glanced at Li Baoshan with a slight disdain, but although his face turned slightly red, he did not mean to stop Li Baoshan's move, obviously after Li Baoshan returned to Jianshan in the past few years, the two of them finally came to fruition, only the double cultivation ceremony was just away.

The other Jianshan disciples who heard Li Baoshan's explanation were shocked at the same time, and in their guesses, although they also regarded Xue Yun's strength quite highly, but now it seems that they are still looking down. Xue Yunzhi was so strong that he could even compare with the Avatar Monks, and this remark from Li Baoshan's mouth suddenly made many Sword Mountain Monks feel a little bit of a mountain looking forward to it at the same time.

And at this moment, Duan Yunxin, who was in the midst of the sword fight, frowned slightly when he used his sword moves dizzily, and finally handed out a sharp sword move, which was dodged by Xue Yunkan and said in a deep voice: "If the junior brother doesn't use the natal magic weapon and supernatural power again, I will be angry." ”

Seeing Duan Yun's heart like this, Xue Yun immediately showed a hint of helplessness on his face, but he did not hesitate at all. Immediately, after taking a few steps back to widen the distance, his right hand flipped and held the Taiyi Xiaoyao Fan in his hand.

"Senior sister, that's offended. Xue Yun's eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly.

"That's what it sounds like. The corners of Duan Yunxin's mouth were hooked, and he raised his eyebrows. Immediately, her figure flashed, and the whole person tossed and jumped between the left and right. But the seven-colored flying sword in his hand was flickering with light, and a cold aura spread, and at the same time, accompanied by the sword shadow splitting technique, the seven-colored flying sword turned into a hundred with one, and turned into a thousand with a hundred. In the blink of an eye, there were thousands of seven-colored flying swords exuding a cold glow, pointing directly at Xue Yun.

Seeing such an amazing momentum, although Xue Yun didn't dare to hold it up, he also wanted to see it. Therefore, he didn't try to interrupt Duan Yunxin's spell casting, but just used the Taiyi Xiaoyao Fan Cloth to go down the mountains and rivers to defend himself, and the golden light flashed in his eyes. With the golden eyes of the six yangs, he observed the seven-colored flying swords around him.

And Duan Yunxin saw Xue Yun like this, his pretty face sank slightly, and then his hands changed, and his mouth was even more recited with words.

With her move, the thousands of flying swords around here quickly turned around, surrounding Xue Yun, and they didn't even let go of the top. And Duan Yunxin's body erupted with a burst of colorful light. The whole person stood directly above Xue Yun in the air, as if he also used himself as a seven-colored flying sword.

Xue Yun's eyes narrowed slightly. The golden mangs in the eyes are a little more prosperous. The next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly realized in his heart that the thousands of flying swords around him were not thousands, but nine hundred and ninety-nine, and if there were one thousand flying swords. Then this last flying sword is Duan Yunxin himself.

"It's actually a sword formation! A sword formation composed of a thousand flying swords at the same time!" Xue Yun's heart was shocked, and he even felt that his scalp was numb for a while, Duan Yunxin actually used a great magic power that could be called a killing move in the battle with himself, and this magic power was so terrifying. Even Xue Yun was a little scrambling for a while.

Standing in the air from afar, the sword who was staring at this place sighed lightly when he saw this, and muttered: "Although I finally discovered that this magic power is a sword formation, I still lost the opportunity due to some big reasons, and I think even Xue Yun will be taught a good lesson by the girl this time." ”

As soon as his words fell, Duan Yun's heart also moved. This woman, who has also gone through the inheritance of the three swords, at this moment, the phantom of the sword in her eyebrows and heart flickered, and the fierce sword momentum exploded all over her body. A resolute and powerful sword intent lingered in the audience with the cold light of thousands of flying swords, including himself!

All of a sudden, Xue Yun's whole person seemed to have a terrible feeling of being in the sword mound, and immediately his eyes flashed, and he didn't dare to drag it in the slightest, and jumped up three feet high under his feet, holding a sword in his left hand and a fan in his right hand, surrounded by golden dragons, and surrounded by mountains and rivers, with the strongest defensive posture, ready to take over Duan Yunxin's sword formation.

But in the sword array, it was led by Duan Yunxin's coquettish shout, and the seven-colored flying swords like a tide rushed towards Xue Yun, as if a seven-colored torrent was lingering from the void, as if it wanted to strangle him completely.

Xue Yun's eyes were solemn, and the flying sword in his hand collided with the dozens of flying swords at the front of the seven-colored torrent under the wild dance, and almost in an instant, the golden flying sword in Xue Yun's hand had already collided with the seven-colored flying sword dozens or hundreds of times, and under such many collisions, Xue Yun's golden flying sword could not support it, and it shattered.

Seeing this scene, Xue Yun gasped, and when the golden dragon helped him delay time slightly, a burst of golden flames suddenly filled his body, and these golden flames were transformed into a pair of wings under a wave of change, and with a slight fan, Xue Yun retreated more than ten zhang away, winning a slight respite for him.

"Huh, this is not Li Hanshan's fire control supernatural ability, I didn't expect Xue Yun to have learned it in a few years, and he was already able to control it to such a subtle level!" Seeing this, the sword in the middle of the battle immediately showed a strange light, and he was amazed.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly froze, and he said in a deep voice: "But if that's all there is, it's still not enough!"

As if to confirm his words, the seven-colored torrent of light turned, and most of the seven-colored flying swordfish swam out, coming first at a speed beyond Xue Yun's imagination, and surrounded them again, and after the encirclement, there was no stagnation, and in an instant, hundreds of seven-colored flying swords went towards Xue Yun **** under the burst of spiritual light.

Xue Yun, who had already been cornered, took a deep breath, and immediately pushed forward with both hands, and a round of golden Tianyang instantly burst out with the powerful power of the blazing sun, turning into Tiangang True Yang to meet hundreds of seven-colored flying swords. (To be continued.) )